Love and Hate
How can I love you and hate you at the same intensity at the same time? Love: staying in bed next to you on a rainy afternoon, talking about stuff like how our day went, and what sort of things we did with our friends. Love: seeing you in all your glory when you pick me up from work after an exhausting day of chain-meetings. Love: when you kiss my forehead every morning to ease the pain of not seeing you for the whole daytime. And love: when you hold my hand to show off that I'm yours forever. I am utterly, unconditionally in love. But how can these days of pure romance and tender affection fly by so quickly? How can the things that made me love you so much make me hate you so much? Hate: when you go to the "gym" and leave me in bed alone on a rainy afternoon, talking to myself about how my day went horribly . Hate: when you pick me up from work but instead of looking at me, you focus on every other girl on the street. Hate: when you kiss my forehead every morning,...